Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

The young Taoist stood in the void, his Taoist robe fluttering, exuding an extraordinary aura, displaying an edge that made many Martial Saints dare not look directly.

But what shocked the Martial Saints the most were the words that came out of Ning Qi's mouth.

Asking a Half-step Divine Power Realm Absolute Strong Person to roll up here?

What audacity!

Even other Absolute Strong Persons might not dare to say such words.

All eyes of Martial Saints were shocked, each taking a deep breath.

"Taoist Friend Heixue..." Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint's words of dissuasion had not yet been spoken.

The Black Blood Demon Monarch had already soared into the sky, demonic qi rising from his black robe, the anger in his eyes seemingly tangible:

"Fine! Really fine! It seems that I, the Black Blood Demon Monarch, haven't acted for a long time, now even some random little creature dares to shout at me!"

"None of you intervene, otherwise it means being my enemy, the Black Blood Demon Monarch!"

Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint's expression changed but ultimately swallowed the words he was about to say.

Great Yan Martial Saint watched the two closely, uncertain of his thoughts.

Old Profound Turtle's gaze at the Black Blood Demon Monarch was somewhat cold, but he finally exhaled deeply without doing anything unnecessary. Without the Hall Master's command, he didn't want trouble, but if the Hall Master truly suffered, he would definitely not sit by.

As for the South Sea Divine Nuns, their gaze seemed somewhat sorrowful but ultimately merely sighed faintly.

Several Absolute Strong Persons didn't speak, and others would even less dare say anything, or rather, didn't have the qualification to speak.

Everyone knew.

Today's battle between these two seemed destined to be unavoidable; it was a battle of dignity.

Ning Qi and the Black Blood Demon Monarch stood facing in the void.

The former was calm and indifferent, while the latter was bursting with rage.

"Junior boy, today this Demon Monarch shall not bully the weak, letting you have three moves." Black Blood Demon Monarch snorted coldly, with one hand behind his back, his power overwhelming, "Mind, today my actions are not targeting you, but the rules must be preserved, no one can casually break them."

As he spoke, his posture gradually became careless.

Ning Qi's eyes lit with gold as he looked at the Black Blood Demon Monarch before him.

This was his first time seeing this person, but he felt the person had been targeting him all along, possibly due to Wang Quan and the Demon Sect Leader, but he suspected it wasn't that simple.

"Let me have three moves?" Ning Qi's lips curled into a slight smile.

If he went all out, this Black Blood Demon Monarch might not withstand even a single move, but now Ning Qi didn't plan to go all out, as Old Profound Turtle had reminded him before, there might be someone in the Martial Realm harboring sinister intentions, and if he showed too strong a power now, that traitor might not surface.

Rather than allowing the traitor to stay hidden, better let him come out voluntarily to avoid future troubles.

With this thought.

Ning Qi had already made a decision; he must win, suppress the Black Blood Demon Monarch's arrogance but not win too fast or overpoweringly, lest he scare the traitor hiding in the shadows.

The aura on him surged.

An unparalleled Sword Intent soared into the sky; having set foot in the Martial Saint Realm, the fusion of Sword Intent and Spiritual Power had undergone qualitative transformation, rising once more. Presenting this in front of the crowd immediately drew amazed looks from many Martial Saints.

But the Black Blood Demon Monarch still kept one hand behind his back, his posture casual.

Ning Qi was also unceremonious.

Since you insist on letting me have three moves, I shall fulfill your request.

His expression was calm as he pointed a finger.

In an instant.

A brilliant golden light soared from his fingertip, spreading to the sky almost in the blink of an eye, an extreme edge rising abruptly. Under everyone's astonished gaze, a terrifying golden Sword Qi tore through the void, slashing toward the Black Blood Demon Monarch.

"Geng Metal Divine Sword Qi!"

Ning Qi used one of his killer moves right from the start, though holding back a bit; still, its power was stronger than during his battle with Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint.

Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint's eyes contracted, his heart shaken.

He had exchanged blows with Ning Qi, who had used Jia Wood Divine Sword Qi at the time, and he could see that these two Sword Qi Ultimate Skills originated from the same source. Unexpectedly, in such a short time, the Sword Qi's power had increased somewhat.

"Did he progress again, or did he hold back then?" Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint was somewhat uncertain.

The eyes of the Absolute Strong Persons were solemn.

And the Martial Saints' eyes were even more shaken.

With this one sword, Ning Qi had already proven his strength, even strong beings like the Barbarian Emperor with Five Elements Perfection felt uneasy inside, believing that sword could easily pierce their body.

But the most shocked was the Black Blood Demon Monarch.

He was the first to bear the brunt.

Almost the moment the Sword Qi broke through the void, he felt a terrifying sense of threat, the unparalleled edge causing a stabbing pain throughout, his pupils contracted sharply, instinctively preparing to counterattack. But then he remembered having just said he would let Ning Qi have three moves, and now retracting would contradict his own words, essentially humiliating himself.

"Boom!"

The Black Blood Demon Monarch gritted his teeth, black demonic qi rose around him, encircled by layers of black clouds within which spectral wails were faintly heard, a countless number of pale hands reaching out, said to be formed from souls slaughtered by the Black Blood Demon Monarch.

The moment the black demon cloud formed, the golden Sword Qi pierced through.

"Zzzzzz!"

Like a hot knife through butter, with almost no resistance.

The golden sword light pierced the demon cloud, cutting off countless pale hands, grinding the clouds into dust, while terrifying spatial fissures tore apart, turning the sky into a frightening spider web pattern. Such strength had surpassed the Martial Saint Realm, leaving Martial Saints in awe.

They finally understood what extraordinary genius meant.